Call your mother today? Have a good memory to recall if you couldn’t? It’s a good place to start an open line today.
(OK, someone asked: The first thing I remember about my late mother — after her single-minded determination to never, never fail to deliver on motherly duties and her belief in the perfection of her children and grandchildren — is how often she had to come home from work to sew up pants I’d split at school. Grandma Betty could sew up a storm.) Yes, that’s her with me, circa 1950.